does clarkie have the sniffles?

big fan of anything that shuts my brain off for a little while

before i began assistant coaching a girls soccer team I was an adorable twink with a cute bf and two working legs

girl something good has to happen at some point

gonna take a hot shower and put on a big t shirt and my undies and i’m gonna sit on the floor and color at my coffee table like im 6 years old again and then i’ll feel better

This works btw

“they were flirting with you” and how was i supposed to know such a thing when everyone speaks in codes and puzzles

you are doing some sort of riddler shit to me.

Direct byproduct of being neurodivergent and growing up isolated from your peergroup is having no idea when it's appropriate to define someone as your friend

Is this person I met yesterday my friend? What about this person I've been talking to every day for three months? What about this person I've known since middle school? Is friend a title I have to earn? What are the limits of friendship? Is it a static state, make-or-break, or is it some endless dance-dance-revolution style cavalcade of prompts and challenges and social cues I have to hit perfectly to keep it up? Does it bend? Does it break? I don't fucking know man I just work here.

i still remember when the dude doing my autism assessment asked me how many friends I had, and I was like "okay but how are we defining friendship?" and he just like, stared at me for a second and then wrote down some notes

Jesus fucking christ it's not just me????

never get tired of what a production it is for Stiles to get his gangly long gazelle legs out of the Jeep